Chapter 200
After being glared at by Mandy, Simon felt aggrieved and blinked at her innocently.
Seeing his cowardly reaction, Mandy became angrier.
If Sumon were just an ordinary person, such a reaction would have be
have been normal. But he person who was being bullied. I made Mandy want to kill him.
he possessed immense power, yet still acted like a timid
But the worst part was she could not. That was why she was infuriating
Taking a deep breath, Mandy forced herself to calm down. She said. “Don’t listen to Mr. Snee’s nonsense. He only told you to act mute because he got defensive. If you don’t speak up, it just makes me angrier.”
Hearing this, Simon finally spoke, his tone full of sudden realization. “Oh, I seef But I didn’t even say anything Why did Mr. Snee get defensive? Turns out he’s such a snowflake”
Mandy rolled her eyes and thought. This man is only alive because he has freakishly strong healing ability
Mandy wasn’t the type to complain. Normally, she was ruthless and efficient, killing people as easily as slicing vegetables. But ever since the annoying Simon kept clinging to her, she found herself learning the art of silently criticizing him in her mind.
There was no choice. She couldn’t beat him, so she could only mock him.
After venting internally, she shifted the topic. “Why were you staring at me earlier?”
“Oh, that” Simon replied, easily distracted as always. A bright smile spread across his face as he looked at Mandy. “I just wanted to say, Mandy, you seemed really happy today
“Seeing Nina and the others must have put you in a good mood, right? If you want, I can take you to see them anytime. As long as it makes y
you happy, Ill do anything for you.”
Hearing this. Mandy glanced at him with a story expression. She hadn’t expected someone so clueless to say something like that.
Her lips curled slightly, but her gaze quickly turned sharp again. She said coldly and mercilessly. Then go die That would make me happiest”
“What?” Simon’s eyes rounded in shock. He became deflated and said pitifully. “Mandy, can’t you pick something elset L.. I don’t want to die.”
“Hall Didn’t you just say you’d do anything for me?” Mandy replied coldly.
Simon choked on his words, his head drooping even lower. He stuttered, “Just.. just not that…”
Then shut up. Mandy ordered sternly
“Okay…” Simon mumbled, slumping to one side, looking completely defeated.
After all, he had just confidently promised he would do anything for Mandy, only for her to tell him to die, which he refused to do. Now, he felt like a man who had gone back on his word
Out of the comer of her eye. Mandy noticed Simon sulking in silence. Her lips, which had been tightly pressed together, unconsciously curved into a faint smile.
She might not be able to kill him, but seeing him so crushed somehow lifted her spirits.
For someone as cynical as Mandy suddenly felt that it was a wonderful day for her
Meanwhile, after confirming that Simon had some kind of connection with the notorious mad scientist Jake. Clifford went straight to the place where Jake was being held.
In the interrogation room, a refined, scholarly–looking man in a prison uniform sat across from Clifford
He raised an eyebrow as he looked at Clifford and asked sarcastically, “What a surprise. Why would the deputy director of the Special Operations Division come looking for me?”
This w
was Jake, the infamous scientist who had taken hundreds of lives in his pursuit of creating war machines.
Clifford didn’t bother with small talk. He pushed a photo of Simon during the party to him and got straight to the point. Who is this man? The “critical substance you developed has something to do with him, right?”
Jake lowered his eyes to glance at the photo, a nostalgic look flashing in his gaze. He then said with admiration. “I have to say. Mr. Sure, your intelligence work is impressive. You even dug up an old photo from 20 years ago”
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“Tell me what you know,” Clifford demanded.
Jake smirked faintly, packing up the photo to examine it more closely. After a moment, he said casually, “Ah, how nostalgic. It’s been 20 years since I last saw my old friend. I wonder how he’s doing
As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. Turning his attention back to Clifford, he said, “I can tell you everything you want to know, but you’ll have to reduce my sentence.
